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On October 20th Vote Jeffery Simpson for White Rock City Council.

All your base are belong to us!

So today I'm supposed be hanging out with Melissa whom I work with at the second job (the theatre).  However I haven't talked to her in a week, and I haven't been able to get ahold of her over the past two days so who knows what's up.  We were going to watch Rushmore and make out, except I made up the last part and since I haven't heard from her I'm wondering if the first part is still on.

Which brings me to the place where I always am with the women.  I really like her, and we've been doing the friends thing for almost a year and we've known each other for something like three years.  But like with Michelle Smith back in high school (who let's face it is not going to find this even with Google because that's like the most common name ever) I'm in the friends zone and not sure how to get out.  And like Michelle she's religious, though she has yet to say that she thinks I'm going to Hell.

So the question, beyond whether or not we're going to hang out tomorrow, is what the fuck am I doing?  Brian Doubt, of Phoenix managing editor fame, seems to think it's in my opening.  Having said that Doubt is a flirty type of person and a complete personality change for myself seems a drastic way of getting to first base.

All your base are belong to us!

But then again after being single since hitting puberty, and I'm 26 now so do the rough math yourself, maybe something drastic is what's needed.  Though at this point just wearing Chris Sullivan's pimp shirt for a day probably isn't going to be enough.

If you didn't hate me, we'd never talk

Holy shit!